Luyện nghe bài hát Rose in Paradise

She was a for the takin'
Her beauty cut just a knife
He was a banker Macon
He swore love her all a his life

He her a mansion on the mountain
a formal garden and a lot a land
But paradise became her
That Georgia banker was a man

time he'd talk about her
You could see the fire in his
He'd say, "I would through hell on Sunday
To my rose in paradise"

He hired a man to the garden
And keep an eye on her he was gone
say they ran away together
Some say gardener left alone

Now the is an old man
That mansion's crumbling
He all day and he stares at the garden
Not a of her was ever found

time he'd talks about her
You could see the in his eyes
He'd say, "I would walk through on Sunday
To my rose in paradise"

Now a rose out in the garden
It's beauty cuts just a knife
They say that it even grows in the winter
And in the dead of the night